Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (1830-1886) was an American speaker. Dickinson lived much of her life in reclusive isolation. While she was a prolific private speaker, fewer than a dozen of her nearly 1 ,800 poems were published during her lifetime. Her poems are unique for the era in which she wrote; they contain short lines, typically lack titles, and often use slant rhyme as well as unconventional capitalisation and punctuation. Many of her poems deal with themes of death and immortality.
I'll tell you how the Sun rose,-
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news, like squirrels, ran.
The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,
'That must have been the Sun!'
But how he set, I know not.
There seemed a purple stile
Which little yellow boys and girls
Were climbing all the while
Till when they reached the other side,
A dominie in gray
Put gently up the evening bars,
And led the flock away.
I'll tell you how the sun rose, −
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news, like squirrels, ran.
The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,
'That must have been the Sun!'
What does the speaker want to tell us about?
What happens when the Sun rises?
What happens when the Sun sets?